Bully. (On Hold)

Six

A/N:There are mistakes guaranteed........

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Matt's POV

"Good morning uncle" I greeted him as I hear his slightly heaving breath.

"My son. How are you?" He asks and I can already hear the smile in his voice.

"...I'm OK. Is everything OK there in Russia?" I asked stuffing my hands in my pocket as I walked to the body mirror checking myself out.

My hair was styled like captain Americas. Only think was it was sort of more black with silver tips that were curly over the bangs that came down to my cheekbone.

"We're all good son. How about you?are you taking your pills?did you manage to get that contract signed?" He asks in his heavy Russian accent and I gulped.

"The terms of agreement were different now. He wants to marry me in order to make sure the contract is fare and just. I'm not ready to settle down yet uncle. Especially to my former high school bully" I told him  ignoring his first question as I hear him laugh.

"Wow, that's probably fate my son" he says amusingly as I shake my head and fix my collar and cuff links of my business suit.

"Uncle please stop. I honestly hate the guy. If he was any ordinary man, I would have already shot him in the head" I told him as I picked up my paperwork for my contract to the next gang in town.

"So you do admit he's an extraodinary man?" He asks and I sighed.

"Papa, I don't have time for this. I have a meeting with the construction company head guy. He's also the architect we hired for the gang house we're planning on building around here" I told him as I hear him sigh.

"OK, get that all sorted out. Your mama says hi and the girls miss you" he says.

"I miss you all as well and tell mama I said hi. Goodbye Papa" I said as I cut the call before he can bring it up again...

Unlike all those cliche Russian families who don't show affection for our family, we're different. We show it behind closed doors. My uncle has been like the father I never had. He's honestly the best I could ask for.

My mama, she's a whole different story, she's the most kind hearted woman I've ever met, it always surprised me as to why and how she married a cruel man like my uncle.
But the cruel facade disappeared every time they were together.

Loving old couple who had five daughters. My cousins who I'm very protective over.
Especially Siana, she's 3 and the youngest.

I walked out of my room seeing Freddie, Dean and Roy.

"Morning boss" Roy says and I greet him good morning.

"We're having breakfast in town" I declared as we walked down to the non guest wing of the big mansion.

Roman was placing dishes of food by the table and I didn't see any maids.
Did he do this himself?

His eyes looks up and his eyes meet my dark stormy blue ones.

"Hey, come on let's have breakfast" he says and I feel Roy, Deen and Freddie's eyes on me.

" we're having breakfast in town" I repeated myself as I turned to walk away.

But he grabs my elbow.

"Come on bae- Matt don't be like this please. Just have breakfast here" he says, his slighter brighter gray eyes pleading.

We don't notice it but Freddie,Roy's and Dean's gun is pulled out and aimed at Roman for touching me.

More guns are heard as Roman's men point their guns at us.

"I'm having breakfast in town whether you like it or not. Now I suggest you let go of my suit before it gets real messy around here" I threatened as I gripped his wrist and pushed his hand away like it burned my hand to hold it.

He looked hurt before a furious look took over his features.
"Why can't you just have breakfast here?I didn't poison the food if that's what you're worried about. Why, is there someone in town you're meeting?" he says and shoved my hands in my pants pocket.

"Who I meet with is none of your fucking business Roman" I said angrily as I walked away.

He grabs me again and swiftly picked me up firmly carrying me on his shoulder.

"Put me the fuck down you asshole!" I said punching his back as hard as I can.
He grunted and placed me down on the chair.

"I've never cooked breakfast for myself or anyone else for that fucking matter Matthew! So you're gonna sit that sexy ass of yours in this chair, appreciate my cooking and eat what I prepared or so help me god, you won't like the fucking consequences" he says slamming his fist down when I wanted to leave again.

"And for the record, its my business who you meet cause you're my fucking fiance" he says and I paled up.

"What?" I asked as he sighed.

"Your uncle called earlier. Said he gave the go for the marriage contract. Even gave me his blessings, the old man. I like him" he says with a smirk and I stare at him.

"You're lying" I said as he shakes his head.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me baby boy, so I recorded our conversation" he says and hands me his phone.

I hid the blush that almost crept to my cheeks as I saw his wallpaper..... Me
It was one of my Instagram photos, where I was standing in front of the mirror shirtless, my hair tousled and messy, I was sweaty and tatooes had started on my arms and neck.
I had like my 6 pac abs on display.

"Why the fuck do you have a picture of me?are you stalking me now?!" I asked angrily as I showed him his phone as he smiled nodding.

This prick!!!didn't even deny it.

"Yeah I was. How else would I get to know my fiance?when he's so closed off from me" he says smugly.

"Maybe because my survival instincts are telling me to?or maybe you've forgotten all those times when you BULLIED ME?!"  I said through gritted teeth as I ate a piece of bacon and egg.

He was quiet and then I heard a throat being cleared.  Turning my gaze to Roy, Freddie and Dean.

"We're just gonna...." Freddie says awkwardly.

"Yeah, we're leaving" Roy says as they all followed him out.